And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. For while we were still helpless, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. (Rom 5:3-6)

Let not those who hope in you be put to shame through me, O Lord GOD of hosts; let not those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, O God of Israel. (Psalm 69:6)



Showing posts with label compassion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label compassion. Show all posts

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Autism, an Opportunity for the Church


Saints and Friends,


A good friend of mine, Donavon, is a tremendously insightful pastor.  He is also the father of an autistic child.  Recently, I was able to speak to him on the topic of “What can a church do to accommodate families who have special needs children?”

I have long been concerned for those with needs we may not understand. Having family that is autistic and after working with an autistic youth who has become an Eagle Scout, I can attest that much more should be done to minister to entire families whom often feel left out, misunderstood, and long for a spiritual connection.  It would be my desire to equip our church, nay, every church at some level, to be prepared to warmly embrace families dealing with autism. 

When we love on these special people we actually open ourselves to a great joy. Part of Christian love is loving those who may not be able to reciprocate.  For this love is love indeed.  Many families of autistic children are taxed of energy and need encouragement.  God is glorified always as we compassionately minister to the least of these.

As a church is called to put love into action, we must strive to be a fountainhead of grace and compassion.  Often we miss opportunities to do so either out of inexperience, lack of knowledge, or a failure to prepare to meet a need.  I have often failed at each of these points.

 Thus, I would like to present to you the advice of my friend.  I have found his words to be a pivotal point for ministering to a forgotten share of our society.

He states;

1.  Give your congregation information on autism.  You would be surprised how many educated adults still believe autism can be "controlled" by firmer discipline or parenting.

2.  Have your Sunday School teachers trained in being prepared for working with special needs children.  Give them a plan of action for helping a child in meltdown mode, which most generally requires an assistant in each class.

3.  Have a "safe-place" where parents can step out of services with a child who is in emotional meltdown.

4.  Reassure families in greetings, print and your own pulpit demeanor that a special-needs child in the service is a blessing, not a distraction.

5. Include a non-stigmatizing way for families to identify themselves as special needs.  A simple added statement on your information cards that asks; "Does your family have any special care needs that we can be aware of and serve?" is a great ask.

6. Identify congregants in your church who have any training educationally and professionally to help create a church action plan for meeting needs.

7.  Host a respite night for special needs families on your church field.  Most parents would love a 3-hour break for a simple dinner and movie, provided they had a safe place to leave their children who were fully and superbly supervised.  Enlist helpers from Boyce as an assist to this ministry.

8.  Have an open forum meeting for special needs families to come, again with some child-care provided where you gift them with something of love and ask them how your church might better accommodate or minister to them.  Tell them you’re not afraid to be known as the "autism church".  90-95% of special needs families are unchurched because of lack of church accommodation to meet their needs.

9.  Do an autism audit of your facilities.  The #1 safety concern for an autistic child is elopement/entrapment.  They will run out of the building, or hide within it in dangerous confined spaces when sensory overwhelmed. Kids die every year from drowning and tight space asphyxiation from these events.  Your building and grounds have to be secure if you are going to be intentional about ministering to the autism community. 

10.  Open your doors for the local autism support group.  If there isn't one, pray to form one.  1 in 68 children  (1 in 42 boys) on your church field are already diagnosed as being on the autism spectrum.

11.  Least importantly, read my blog post "Job, Jesus and Autism" @ www.beaconhillbaptist.com for a parent/pastoral perspective. 

Hope this is insightful and helpful;

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Book Review: Just The Way I Am, by Krista Horning


My first impressions of this book were initiated by the cover. Often you can not judge a book by its wrapper, however this one is an exception. The joy that is radiated from the imagery of the cover and the pages within draws you into thanksgiving. I am thankful God has made these people.

Sitting down with my nine year old daughter and eleven year old son we read the pages together. Each photo not only tells you a story but incites wonder and amazement as to what will become of the hero on that page. We looked at the emotions of each face and read the accompanying scriptures. Here is the greater value of the book. It produces not only reflection for the parents heart, it lifts up my children to appreciate the value of every life God has created, even with its differences.

The author Krista Horning has gone through more suffering than most could ever endure. But it has its reward. Krista seems to have an ability to light a passion for God. With over sixty surgeries upon her frame she proclaims with a victor's experience that God is a loving God despite life's circumstances.

Scripture speaks for itself. Here with the photographs scripture is also speaking to the wonder of God through what others often consider the unfortunate. Each scene is given greater depth by the Word of God.

In summary, the kids inside this treasure box are real. The next time you see another "disabled" adult or child, recall what this book communicates. They have great value and worth. Reading this book to my children has created a compassion at a level I never considered. Reading it alone has urged me on to prayer, for these kids, their families, and to know their Lord. Those God has created with what we often call disabilities are more often His means of grace.

This book can be found at http://www.desiringgod.org/Store/Books/890_Just_the_Way_I_Am/

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The Greatest Sandwich I Ever Ate

I love it when God brings forgotten memories of His faithfulness to mind. The other day I was pondering such things. Being a list maker my heart was fixed upon a time in life where there was great loneliness, and yet God was showing His care in several ways.

Near the seminary where I attended was also a church that had taken pity on me and hired me as a custodian. I say pity because I was immature and not very good at my job. My efforts never seemed to measure up, and yet the folks there were gracious and patient with me.

On Monday nights they conducted visitation. I would take care of the church cleaning, especially the sanctuary. Here I would privately preach to an empty room with my thoughts running deep into the glories of God. One particular Monday had been exasperating. My loneliness was washing over me as a storm, wondering what God had in store for my future. I was tired, and lacking hope.

As I rounded the hall while dwelling on these thoughts a man stopped me. I recall his name as Rick Martinez. He was the director of visitation. In his hand was a napkin covered plate. Handing it to me he expressed that the family had thought of me while eating dinner and wanted to share with me.

Even now I fail to draw the bucket up from the depths of what God was working in my heart at that moment. It became a spiritual marker to me. Under that napkin was a handful of potato chips and a very simple sandwich. The sandwich was white bread, ham, and cheese. There were no condiments. But its simplicity represented the God would be my daily bread. It was like eating manna that night.

That one act of kindness, that Christian love, set a renewal of strength and faith in me that has its workings even now.

Martinez family, where ever you are, may God be blessing you.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Take a Step Back


As I have blogged before, we need to take time to get away and get alone with God. Unfortunately the first exclamation people make is "I am too busy". I would agree. IF we are too busy to get alone with God then we are too busy. Idolatry has crept into our life and we need to come before God in repentance.

The last few days I was faced with just such temptation. Things came up, and opportunities presented themselves. But alas, I have been in awe of God and His blessing unto me for taking time in His sovereignty to say, I will take the time to pray and leave the rest up to Him. I completed my duties and packed up to go with 9 other ministers to spent a 24 hour retreat in prayer. Mind you, we did not pray for 24 hours, but we sought God.

Here are a few results...
I was able to make sense of a passage in Ecclesiastes that I knw God was speaking from but I could not apply it.

Focused prayer was completed.

Fellowship with other brothers united us in the Spirit, not competition.

Learning where I was wrong on several assumptions, I rejoice at being set right.

Brokenness before God leads to clarity of heart.

Then the kicker...
Today while meeting with my prayer partner back home, a man stopped by the church. he said he was overwhelmed with the fears he was facing and was drawn to stop in as see if he could pray. What happened next was only of God. After a short time of letting him pray by himself, my friend and I were moved to get out of our comfort zone and minister in grace to this man. he had many many questions. All these ewe had already discussed in our own prayer time and as a result of my being away with God the day before.

I could have stayed in the office Monday. I could have read books. My house had repairs to address and time is always of the essence. However, because God was the priority and allowed to fight battles for me, my heart had been filled that I could minister to one who was like a sheep without a shepherd.

What good does it do to do all the good things and have not compassionate love opun the hurting and needy?